Don't own Twilight or any of its characters, Stephenie Meyer does.

Chapter 1

Edward POV

"Geez Rosie, did you really need to bring so much shit?" Emmett growled out. I'm sure we would have been graced with the infamous death glare, by one Rosalie Hale, if we weren't bundled head to toe in winter attire. Thank God for small favors.

Emmett was currently carrying Rosalie's and his stuff. Rosalie's things far outweighed Emmett's. Through the fallen snowflakes, I could make out Jasper's form; I could see that he was also in the same predicament, but with Alice's stuff. I would have laughed at both of them if I wasn't forced to carry some of Alice's bags as well. For someone so tiny, she sure did carry a lot of baggage.

"Well maybe if someone didn't get us lost in the middle of NOWHERE, then we wouldn't have to be carrying our stuff through the woods in the middle of a snow storm!" Rosalie countered with.

I wanted to speak up. It was my precious Volvo that was left behind, somewhere in the woods, covered by snow fall and a vast number of trees. However, I knew it was best to keep out of one of their squabbles so I just kept my mouth shut. You live…you learn

"We didn't get lost! The car just broke down and someone didn't have to come with us. We told you we would go find help and you two could have just stayed in the car."

"OH, that's an idea. Leave Alice and me in the freezing car so we could die alone in the middle of the woods."

Emmett growled out in frustration. I'm surprised he hasn't learned to just agree with her and be done with it. There was no winning with Rosalie. Silence filled the air and I thought that he finally learned his lesson. Also, I wouldn't mind some peace and quiet. It wasn't a pleasant experience walking through the woods, in the freezing mountain weather, listening to those two bicker. However, I soon learnt that he indeed did not learn his lesson.

"Then that brings me back to my first point. Why did you feel the need to bring so much shit?"

"Emmett McCarty! I am not going to leave my stuff unattended in the middle of the freaking woods! I brought some expensive items!"

However, it was just fine to leave my Volvo though…

"I thought you were worried about dying alone and now you are worried about someone coming and stealing your stuff?"

Well, I had to hand it to Emmett there; he shut Rosalie up for the first time in the three years that he had been dating her. I heard Rosalie huff. On those actions, I would have thought he wasn't getting any tonight but I didn't even know if we would find shelter tonight. We may as well freeze to death in the meantime.

I could see Jasper's body shake, probably attempting to hold in his laughter at the situation…or he's just that cold that he has started to convulse.

It was Alice and Jasper's idea…well, Alice's idea. She planned a big ski trip and rented a cabin. She thought it would be a great way for us to spend time together before going back to work. I wouldn't say I was too keen on going but my lovely little sister has her ways of coercing, which happened to involve badgering me for three weeks straight, every…single…day. Anyone would have caved with that kind of torture.

I was perfectly fine on staying home and catching up on work during my vacation. Alice, however, was having none of that idea. Honestly, I love my family and their significant others, but I could only stand them for an extended period of time. Yes, I got it. They were happy perfect couples, while I was completely and utterly alone. It was so obvious a blind person could see it…and yes, I do happened to be talking about Mrs. Zimmerman, the blind lady who lives in my apartment complex, who likes to point this out every time we cross paths. The conversation usually ends with her trying to set me up with her daughter, who happens to be 20 years my senior. I wasn't that desperate…and God help me, I hope I never am. I gave up a long time trying to find someone to be with. I didn't know if I was cursed or just had a stream of bad luck, but the only people that I seemed to end up dating was bimbos or…well, more bimbos. Just once I would like to date someone who didn't confuse Plato with a Disney cartoon character.

I completely gave up deluding myself and decided to focus on my career. That's all I needed in my life…work and to be secluded from all the happy, sappy, couples. That was my plan, but try telling Alice that.

What we didn't count on was the snow storm to hit early and us having to take the car on a little detour to be able to get through to the cabin. The little detour had gotten us to the middle of the woods, lost, cold and of course, our cell phones had absolutely no signal. Our plan was to walk the rest of the way to the cabin. Contrary to what Emmett wants to believe, we were indeed lost and I didn't even think we could make it back to the car if we wanted to. It was one of those times that made me regret not paying attention in boy scouts.

Emmett was storming forward with more force than before. I guessed the disagreement with Rosalie gave him a burst of energy. He was so sure of himself that he was going the right way, however I, and I'm sure everyone else in our group, knew better. Let's just say this isn't the first time we have been lost in the woods. At least those woods were behind our house and our father eventually came and found us.

Who knew how much time has passed. It could have been hours, and we were still walking through the woods, cold, and quite annoyed. I had lost feeling in my feet a while back. I knew if we didn't find shelter soon, the outcome won't look good. Hell, the way I felt, I wouldn't be opposed to finding the nearest cave to sleep in, bears be damned…

We walked further on. Alice clung to Jasper's side and Rosalie walked up to be next to Emmett, the last fight completely forgotten. I noticed I could see further on ahead than before.

Well, at least the snow is letting up.

"Wait, what's that up ahead?" I heard Alice stutter out as her teeth clanked together.

Emmett dropped the bags he was carrying and sprinted ahead a few yards. He hollered in triumphant while flinging his arms in the air. The scene reminded me of his high school football days. I half expected him to through down a football and do one of those ridiculous victory dances that was his known trademark.

"The cabin! See? I told you I knew where I was going!" Emmett ran back and grabbed the bags.

"I don't care who is right about what, right now, I need to get warm!" Rosalie followed quickly behind him.

"Don't worry Baby, we will have plenty of time for that later," Emmett said, in what I was guessing his 'seductive' voice. His laughter then echoed through the wilderness.

"Ugg, Emmett, we really don't need to hear that!" Alice hollered after him.

We all but sprinted forward. In the distance I could see the outline of the cabin. I was happy that the snowfall almost had ceased. It looked like things were looking up. I knew for a fact, I would never go on another vacation again. Alice could just do her worst, never…never…never again after this one.

We made it up to the cabin, slowing our running to a quick walk. My eyes squinted at the place. It was not the cabin Alice rented. I knew this because Alice had sent me the website with all of the information, including a photo, in one of her many attempts to persuade me to go.

"No Emmett, this isn't it," I said, gravely.

"I don't care if it is or isn't. We are going in that house!" Rosalie said.

Alice and I walked slightly forward, to get a better look in the cabin. A few lights were on and I could see smoke coming out of the chimney.

I dropped the bags onto the ground, not caring if Alice's or my clothes got ruined. "Rosalie, we can't just barge into someone's home."

"Right, imagine the types of people who would live in a cabin in the middle of the woods," Jasper stated.

Emmett laughed and said, "Yeah! Grizzly Adams, maybe? Serial killers like Jason. That guy, from the book they forced us to read in school. You know the one, he had to survive by himself after his plane crashed and he had some sort of hatchet that he used to help him survive. What was it called again?"

I sighed. "Could you happen to be talking about Hatchet?"

"Yes, Edward. Like I said, he had a hatchet. Oh, never mind. When we get home, I'll Google it or something.

Jasper and Alice laughed along with me. I just shook my head from side to side.

Alice piped up. "OK, I know this conversation is great and all, but it's quite chilly out, so what do you guys want to do. We can just knock and ask politely if we can stay until the storm passes, or at least to borrow a phone. Edward there is some cash in my bag; we can offer it to them for their help." Alice pointed the bag I dropped.

It wasn't a bad idea. From my experience, I learned that money was a great motivator to get anyone to do anything. No sane person was going to turn down a wad of cash.

I crouched down and unzipped the bag. I was rummaging through Alice's belongings when light was suddenly cascaded over me. I looked up toward the direction it came. I faintly heard my family's collective gasp. I didn't have time to question their reaction. As my eyes adjusted to the light that came from the open cabin door, I noticed two things. The first being a set of distinctive brown eyes that bore into my own. This penetrating gaze came from a woman standing in the doorway; light from inside her house surrounded her silhouetted form. The second thing I noticed, and probably what I should have paid attention to first, was the hunting rifle that happened to be pointing at my head, held by said woman.

These are the reasons I don't take vacations…

This is the story I was originally going to write after 'You Belong to Me' was complete. But, I started the sequel instead and this has been just chilling on my computer so I figured, why not...I'll go ahead and post it. lol

Let me know what you think. Should I continue it?